It Used To Be My Childhood

A sweet lilac breeze on the rain soaked wind Memories of childhood potions made from sticks and flowers Rocks and water spewing forth from the rain spout on my house A magical fountain of youth in a suburban wonderland Endless hours of play with my best friend and soulmate She was a medical assitant, a partner in crime, a teacher, a student The only person who could get that last ingredient from a rain soaked tree So that we could make a remedy To save the masses yet again From some unnamed plight or peril We were the saviors of our youth, Making memories that would last a lifetime When it rains that soft summer rain I long for the play times of yesterday For the friend who made fairy tale dreams possible And every adventure twice what it would have ever been without her Older now, wiser now, or are we? What i wouldn't give to play in the rain again